The Little Silver Dragon King Was Confused? The Arrangement of Fate

"It wasn't Third-Level? What did you mean by that, sir..."

"Wait!"

Upon hearing Jiang Yan's words, Mang Tian initially failed to react and asked in confusion.

But the next moment, after carefully examining that piece of Thousand Refinement metal, he could no longer suppress the anticipation in his eyes.

"My lords, look! This isn't ordinary Thousand Refinement. This is... First-Grade Thousand Refinement!"

As he spoke, his face had already flushed red from excitement.

As the saying went, when a man blushed, it proved everything in the world. At that moment, he had truly witnessed what a peerless genius was!

"Sir!"

"You were simply born for forging!"

"..."

Meanwhile, Jiang Luochuan and Jiang Lingli stood dumbfounded nearby, while Leng Yaozhu remained silent.

Looking at her disciple, who seemed only a step away from having the words "peerless talent" stamped across his body, even her breathing quickened.

She...

What kind of monstrous disciple had she taken in?

Even figures like Tang San and Huo Yuhao could not compare to her Yan'er in the slightest!

"Teacher, Uncle Mang, Grandpa, Uncle Li."

"I'm in pretty good shape today. Could I..."

"Forge a little longer?"

Jiang Yan swept his gaze over everyone and asked.

"Hm?"

"Of course."

Leng Yaozhu smiled and nodded, her tone gentle.

Since her Yan'er wanted to, then as his teacher, she would support him in anything... anything at all.

"Yes, Teacher."

"I'll be quick."

Jiang Yan wore a smile as well. As he spoke, four different metals appeared in his hands one after another.

Deep Sea Silver! Tungsten Steel! Blue Progesterone! Star Silver!

The forging... continued!

"..."

Only an hour passed.

Inside the workshop, when they saw four pieces of First-Grade Thousand Refinement appear on the workbench, Mang Tian, Jiang Luochuan, and Jiang Lingli were drenched in sweat, while Leng Yaozhu...

She gazed at her precious disciple with a face full of admiration.

"Yan'er, you truly possess a natural talent for forging."

"Given time, you will surely become a Ninth-Level Divine Blacksmith who surpasses Zhen Hua and stands first in the world."

The light in Leng Yaozhu's eyes did not fade as she spoke softly.

Her disciple would surely leave a profound mark on history in the future, and she, Leng Yaozhu...

Would also be proud of her disciple!

"Thank you, Teacher."

"I'll work toward that goal. In the future, I'll also forge an even better set of Four-Word Battle Armor for you!"

Jiang Yan smiled and nodded. He would certainly become a Divine Blacksmith, but compared to that...

[Star of Forging 04 mission completed. Please become a Fourth-Level Blacksmith under the certification of a Seventh-Level Blacksmith. Mission rewards: increased Metal Affinity, ten million Federation Coins, one random spirit fruit.]

He had already completed four Blacksmith growth missions, and the rewards were naturally generous. Each mission granted fifty percent Metal Affinity, along with spirit fruits and Federation Coins. Unfortunately... Uncle Mang was not Seventh-Level either!

It seemed he could only make a trip to Eastsea City with Uncle Li later.

"Since Yan'er has finished forging as well, Master Mang, we shall not remain here any longer."

"We'll take our leave first."

Jiang Lingli stepped forward and said with a smile.

Tower Master Leng was a guest who had come from afar. They had already stayed here for quite some time, so there was no need to delay further.

Leng Yaozhu and Jiang Luochuan agreed with this. Before long, following Mang Tian's farewell...

"Tower Master Jiang is right. Please take care, everyone."

How could Mang Tian refuse? He immediately stood and saw everyone off. Watching the group of experts depart, he felt a wave of amazement in his heart.

"I never thought that one day, a Sixth-Level Blacksmith like me would get to meet so many important figures..."

"Hm...?"

"What's that?"

Mang Tian had just been about to return to the workshop when he looked in the opposite direction and spotted a strange little girl.

She was a very pretty silver-haired girl. She looked around anxiously where she stood before finally...

Squatting beneath a tree in confusion.

"The aura was clearly here just now. How did it disappear again in the blink of an eye..."

Na'er's little face was bitter as she muttered to herself.

Where had her family gone?

Should she go take another look at that home?

Na'er had just wanted to stand up, but the exhaustion from traveling for days had already swept through her entire body. Walking back again was probably impossible...

But she could not just stand here and wait for them to come find her either.

It felt... difficult.

"..."

"Na'er has already come into the city?"

At the same time, on the way back, Jiang Yan could not help thinking to himself. A special aura had appeared in Aolai City, and he had sensed that familiar feeling as well.

It seemed he definitely had to head out today.

"Sir, is blacksmithing important in this era?"

"And Four-Word Battle Armor..."

Inside Jiang Yan's mind, Qian Renxue's clear voice rang out. She still did not understand the things of this era very well.

Her sir possessed such extraordinary talent, yet he still had to forge metal. She truly felt that it was a waste of his gifts.

"Yes, forging is considered the most valuable secondary profession. Its development is very important in this era."

"As for Four-Word Battle Armor, it is an extension of Soul Guidance Technology. It has developed from something that could only store items in the past into something that can assist one in battle and increase one's strength."

Jiang Yan smiled slightly and explained patiently.

"I'll head out today. When the time comes, I'll buy some books about this era for you and Sister Dong. Your learning abilities should be strong, so you'll understand soon enough."

"Yes, sir!"

"..."

Upon returning to their residence.

"Yan'er, I saw your talent in forging today. In the future, while cultivating, you must not neglect your forging development either. Your talent... must not be wasted."

Leng Yaozhu sat on the sofa, staring seriously at him beside her as she spoke word by word.

Yan'er's talent was exceptional, and she, as his teacher, acknowledged that more than anyone. But if it affected his Martial Soul cultivation, then the gains would not outweigh the losses.

"Please rest assured, Teacher. I know my limits. In the future, whether it is attending classes, studying, or forging, none of it will affect my cultivation."

Jiang Yan smiled gently and replied solemnly.

"Good."

"You just mentioned attending school. Regarding that, your teacher has something to discuss with you and your two guardians."

Leng Yaozhu nodded. As she spoke, her gaze turned toward Jiang Luochuan and Jiang Lingli.

"Yan'er is still too young. He has not even begun learning this era's Soul Master curriculum yet, and I am busy with matters at headquarters, so I cannot give him much attention."

"For the next three years, perhaps even six years..."

"I will still need the two Tower Masters to take good care of him."

Leng Yaozhu looked at the two of them and spoke slowly.

Yan'er was only six years old. Of course, she could keep him by her side, but he had not even finished learning the foundational knowledge of this era, and she did not have much time to teach him wholeheartedly. She feared it would only be counterproductive.

She could not possibly let the little fellow have nothing but cultivation in his daily life, could she?

Thinking of this, Leng Yaozhu's gaze became somewhat distant. Rather than turning him into a mad cultivation machine, she naturally hoped that her disciple could grow up happily.

"Tower Master, you are correct."

"Eastsea City has developed quite well these past two years. I serve at a branch tower there, and my connections span the entire city. Mu Chen, the junior brother of Divine Blacksmith Zhen Hua and an Eighth-Level Saint Craftsman, is also in Eastsea..."

"I believe it would be a good place."

Jiang Lingli smiled slightly. Eastsea City had indeed developed well in recent years. Although it was far inferior to Skysea City...

This year, it had produced some fairly good geniuses as well.

What the future held was still uncertain!

"Eastsea City? That works. When I have time, I'll go to Eastsea City to visit Yan'er."

Leng Yaozhu smiled and nodded. Eastsea City's development was indeed not bad. Although its Soul Master strength was somewhat lacking, as the person before her had said, it was still a suitable city.

As for cities like Skysea, Heaven Dou, and Bright City, Evil Soul Masters appeared far too frequently there. None of them were peaceful.

"Oh, right, Yan'er. Your strength and spiritual power haven't been tested yet. Come over here..."

"Let your teacher take a good look."

At that moment, Leng Yaozhu remembered something. With a wave of her hand, she took out a strength tester and a spiritual power tester, smiling slightly.

"Yes, Teacher."

Jiang Yan smiled. He was curious as well about what level his current strength and spiritual power had reached.

"..."

"Left-hand strength, fifteen thousand two hundred."

"Right-hand strength, eighteen thousand eight hundred."

"Spiritual power, three hundred and twenty-six?"

Before long, Leng Yaozhu looked at the numbers displayed on the instruments, her expression stiffening. Of all the results, the most normal one...

Was actually the high stage of the Spirit Connection Realm spiritual power!

Was this talent really right?

And then there was his strength!

Without even releasing his Martial Soul, a punch had reached ten thousand jin. If he were enhanced by his Martial Soul and his first Soul Skill...

"Yan'er, your strength... truly leaves your teacher both delighted and frightened."

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath. At six years old, one punch already carried ten thousand jin of force. When he grew up, would it not reach a million?

Had she not seen... that even Sea God Tang San's Seagod's Trident only weighed one hundred and eight thousand jin!

"I didn't expect the changes from my Martial Soul awakening to be this great. Before, it was only around a hundred jin..."

Jiang Yan was equally shocked as he muttered.

This was only one ring. In the future, would he not be able to punch through the world?

"Yan'er, do you think a hundred jin is weak?"

Leng Yaozhu chuckled and shot him a look.

This little fellow, honestly... even among ordinary Soul Ancestors, how many could possess ten thousand jin of strength?

Then, inside Jiang Yan's mind, a special voice quietly sounded:

[Special Mission · The Fated Girl]

[Trigger condition: The timeline must be today, and there is a chance to trigger it upon appearing in Aolai City.]

[Dear Host, in a corner of Aolai City, the Silver Dragon King, transformed into human form, is lost and helpless. Meanwhile, danger is steadily closing in from the shadows.]

[As the possessor of the Dragon God Bloodline, faced with fate's meddling, are you willing to lend a helping hand?]

"...?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly.

"Teacher, Grandpa, I have a strange feeling."

"Right now..."

"I need to head out for a while."

He looked at the three people before him and spoke.

He did not understand why the Silver Dragon King had suddenly become lost.

But...

This little dragon sister who had fallen from the heavens.

Naturally, he would not let her slip away.

"..."

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

On a street in the city, as Na'er slowly made her way back step by step, four little hooligans quietly followed her from the shadows.

"Oh, little sister with silver hair..."

"Are you all alone?"

"..."

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